

"I'll be waiting. Please come. I love you." Three little sentences. Eight small words. Thirty one letters on which to pin hope. The two weeks since he had written to her had seemed an eternity.
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The team had come into the woods in Jeeps and one battered pickup. How would she react to seeing her partner stowed in the back like a load of firewood?
Believe -
She willed him, wherever he was, to hear her.
"The honeysuckle
is red on the rock;
The willow floats over the brook like a feather:
In every shadow some love lies hid."
~ Mary Eleanor Wilkins
"A haunting
mermaid mid the swell
And rapture of that summer sea..."
~ E. A. U. Valentine
"And if I can't be?" Words crack in his throat, "Promise you won't wait."
"You'll be back," her eyes widen, "you will."
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